Ultraman Legend of the Light Chaser

[Sir Samuel, this is called fish glue. It's very complicated to make, and Aunt Molly put a lot of effort into it. You really don't want to eat it?]

The giant stepped forward with his sword, the silver blade cutting through the wind and illuminating the "demon's" thorn-like bone horns.

"Qiang!"

The lightsaber and grappling hook clashed and clashed, while milky-white eyes gazed into azure pupils.

They saw their own reflections in each other's eyes.

[Lord Samuel, you really do look a lot like us! Except your ears... Eh? Are you feeling unwell? Ah, why haven't you been eating?]

"Sizzle—" The blade grazed the claw tip, which was indistinguishable from metal, making a grinding sound that sent shivers down one's spine.

The being of light spun around and kicked it in the belly. The bony outer skin was unusually soft, like a puddle of mud. Pairs of hands buried under the skin tried to break free from the spot where it had been kicked, like ripples that never stopped.

Beelzebub opened his mouth, and frost and snow swirled, mixed with knife-like ice spikes as if a torrential rain were about to fall upon him.

[Waaaa, Mr. Samuel, I'm scared... These "monsters" look so disgusting... Am I really going to punch them? Can you stand back a bit?]

Samuel created some distance, and with a wave of his hand, the light whip whistled towards him.

The fierce winds collided with the frosty winds, causing large amounts of fog to rise, ice and frost to sublimate, and snow to swirl in the wind.

Beelzebub grabbed the whip of light with one hand, the silvery flames hissing and burning his skin in his palm. He didn't care at all, and instead pulled it back, trying to throw the other giant to the ground.

Yes! I am not afraid! I am the "Son of God" of Vitamori, and I will be a hero to my people! A hero never retreats!

The giant released his grip, the light whip dissipated, and he used the pulling force to swoop down at an extremely fast speed. The silver eagle flapped its wings, and a powerful flying kick created a shockwave. Even hundreds of meters away, Beelzebub could feel the surrounding air suddenly become heavy, as if it had solidified.

It showed no fear, and all three heads opened simultaneously.

The mouth, a highly compressed energy ball, was aimed at the enemy charging head-on.

"We...we have to face them head-on? ...I understand, you're right, we absolutely cannot let the 'monster' get past us!"

"Om-"

The silver eagle cleaves through the torrent of energy, as if raising its head and spreading its wings in a storm. The "rain" crashes against it, and the "snow" swirls around it. It flaps its wings against the current, and at the moment it reaches the end, it cries out as a signal, and the sun shines down in the sky!

The blue and silver rays collided, merged, and countered each other, annihilating each other's energy, and a violent shockwave raged from the point of their union.

The stones where they stood crumbled into dust and were compacted again, with the wind pressure blowing the top layer of thin soil far away.

"A sandstorm, huh?" Kazuki Komon told Karin to cover her mouth and nose so she wouldn't choke on the sand.

Don't go! You can't leave me! At least let me stay with you...

"The 'Son of God' cannot die with you, but Muchini can! Muchini deserves it! Don't abandon me!"

He lay down behind a low rock with Huali in his arms, his head down, and he could feel light passing through his eyelids. Before his eyes was a red glow that seemed to come through flesh and blood.

After the intense light dissipated, he finally cautiously opened his eyes from behind the rock and suddenly discovered that a small part of the rock that he could lean against had been scraped away. The area that the storm had eroded looked like it had been gnawed by a strange beast, with some stone dust stuck in the crevices. Komon Kazuki told Karin to pull her legs back and not to let her fall outside the protection of the rock.

Having absorbed a large amount of "food" and failing to stabilize its state, Beelzebub no longer possessed its previously thick defensive shell. Although its energy intensity increased, allowing it to unleash more ferocious attacks, it did not acquire a matching bone armor.

The silver eagle dug a hole in its chest, breaking the skin, and from inside came human hands and legs, followed by a head about to pop out.

Those "people" were translucent blue, clearly the same kind of thing as the swallowed light fragments. They couldn't get out; their heads had just begun to solidify when the surrounding tissues started to repair themselves and slowly closed up.

“Samuel!” Jun Sakuma’s eyes widened in fury. Those “people,” each one who came to mind, perhaps had close lovers and caring relatives in their lives, perhaps were planning to go home after get off work to relax, take a stroll with a few old friends, or sit in front of the TV with their families to find something good to watch, grumbling that the TV station always shows bad movies.

Their lives, without exception, all came to an abrupt end.

Samuel remained silent, his exploding light blade clearing a path, heading straight for the gouged-out area. Beelzebub blocked him with his claws, and as the explosion obscured his vision, a solid lightsaber pierced through the claw gaps and fiercely embedded itself into the still unhealed wound.

Beelzebub still thought Samuel would use the cover of sight to slip away and follow, but to his surprise, Samuel threw away his lightsaber and, taking advantage of Beelzebub's paralysis from the pain, opened his arms wide, unleashing a surge of timer beams that were deep blue and silver!

A familiar, intense stream of light.

Beelzebub traveled upstream along the shimmering river until he reached the source of the light: a timer edged with silver flames.

There should be a human being standing deep inside.

That is……

The blurry figure, shrouded in the glow, seemed to reveal Muchini within it.

The young man with black hair and blue eyes stared intently at his enemy.

He clenched his fist and swung his arm, like the most energetic deer in the entire mountain mist and forest, stretching his newly grown limbs, eager to try.

【Lord Samuel! I will train hard until I drive away the "evil god"! But... the battle is a bit tiring, could I sleep in a little later tomorrow?】

Chapter 83 I Want to Travel with You

Although Beelzebub now has "wings," he cannot fly.

The fleshy, palm-like wings can only be used for defense. The thin membrane between the fingers is quite tough, but it cannot support flight; it is perfect as a shield.

The timer's beam of light pierced through the skin, reaching the skeleton and charring the hard bones black, even burning through the very center and reaching the other side.

However, it was eventually stopped. When Beelzebub withdrew his damaged fleshy wings, the hole in his chest had been repaired, and the lightsaber was squeezed out by his muscles. From the hilt, points of light rained down.

Samuel's injuries from the last battle had not fully healed, and he felt his energy fluctuating. With each breath, a tearing pain shot through the area around the timer—an alarm began to flash on his chest.

Huali boldly lay down behind the rock, peeking out with her eyes.

Komon Kazuki couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he could only press her head down, ready to drag her to the back to hide at any moment.

Those eyes reflected the silver giant. Although she didn't understand where her real father had gone, she knew that the silver one was also her father—the one who loved sweets and slept every day ever since moving into Uncle Baolucao's house, as if he could never get enough sleep.

The flashing red alarm made her uneasy; it was clearly not a lucky sign.

Seeing that she had been staring for too long, Kazuki Komon wanted to advise her to quickly go back to hide, but Karin suddenly pushed away the hand pressing on her head and stood up from behind the low rock:

"Go, Dad! Smash that guy who ate Mr. Elf into the ground!"

The child's voice was so far away that it was almost inaudible here, but everyone present had exceptional hearing, and they all looked at the little girl who was about to jump up and shout at the same time.

"If bad people eat good people, then they should come and harm children! I don't want to be bled out and have a magic circle carved on me!"

Seeing that the two enormous creatures seemed to be moving, Kazuki Komon quickly carried her away again, but Karin's voice continued from behind the rocks:

"The folding cabinet hasn't been assembled yet; Sister Qixia can't move it by herself."

"Yes! Dad, keep it up! You're a great policeman who takes down bad guys!"

Jun Sakuma was stunned for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "This is ridiculous."

War broke out again, and this time Beelzebub seemed somewhat distracted.

Samuel threw a punch, a gust of wind swept through, and the shouts from behind the stone echoed, "Beat him up! Beat him up! Beat him up!"

Samuel kicked it, the loud bang echoing around, and people behind the rock clapped their hands, shouting, "Go! Go! Go!"

And when the beams of light converged, the roar of their energies clashing, along with a small earthquake, traveled far, the shouts from behind the rock grew even louder:

"Defeat the ugly fellow and avenge Mr. Elf!"

Occasionally, you could hear her coughing; she must have been shouting too much and her throat was sore. Kazuki Komon kept an eye on her to make sure she didn't stand up again, and patted her back to help her catch her breath.

When all else failed, he asked Huali to tell him what she wanted to say, and he would shout it for her so as not to damage her voice.

But rosewood isn't afraid of that.

So the child's thin voice became the shouts of both adults and children.

Jun Sakuma laughed as he reminded Samuel to guard against Beelzebub's counterattack.

Samuel dodged the light flashing from Beelzebub's right eye and slammed his fist into its recently healed chest. Beelzebub tried to step back to absorb the force, but Samuel's attacks came in quick succession, as swift as a torrential rain and as fierce as a sandstorm. Previously, Beelzebub had an excellent, thick shell, and the barrage of attacks had only a knockback effect on it, but now it…

The wounds that had just healed were once again a bloody mess, blue light fragments splashed into the air, and its fleshy wings bent at the elbows to swat at the enemy in front of it. Samuel did not retreat, but instead continued to close the distance, the other's cold breath blowing directly on his face.

If Beelzebub dares to strike with those fleshy wings, he will most likely be caught in the crossfire as well.

The azure eyes were fixed intently on the one of light.

The bird finally flew down, and the fish could easily touch it.

He was alive and well, still surrounded by flames, but they were no longer messengers of death.

Muchini had many nightmares about the day God fell. In his dreams, no matter how fast or how far he ran, until he was exhausted, he could never reach the person of light.

He could always hear a sound like shattering glass, followed by Daheti's wailing.

If we could meet again... this is probably the last time we'll see each other.

He wanted to tell this guy he'd met in the consciousness space, who always instilled in him treasonous ideas like "humans don't need gods":

The "Son of God" should be with Vitamori, while Muchini wants to travel with you.

Strip away the cloak of resurrecting Vitamori, and remove the reason that "the Lord" told him that "parallel worlds are not your reality."

When he, in his "monster" form, heard children jumping up and down shouting to defeat him, and saw Ultra Warriors and their human hosts working in perfect harmony, Samuel struck the starting stance of the Pellerite Light Stream, a move he had practiced countless times.

Muchini has finally discovered what he is truly passionate about:

That is, I want everyone to be alive, and for those around them to experience happy times.

Although he is a "divine child" and must undergo rigorous training, his "prophet" grandfather, though sharp-tongued, has a kind heart and occasionally goes easy on him. When he is tired, Aunt Molly comforts him; when he is sleepy, Samuel uses his energy to help him have a good dream; and after fighting the "monster," he can always see Daheti sitting under the eaves waiting for him near his hut.

In the days when everyone is around, "evil gods" are not scary.

Samuel praised him for his good performance, to which Muchini replied, "That's what a 'son of God' should do." He wondered why Samuel had suddenly fallen silent.

Now he knows that the real reason is that he feels loved by many people.

Having never seen the light, one naturally becomes accustomed to the darkness; having never been aware of gain, one is naturally indifferent to loss.